Rooted in......

God: Parting a soup is not a miracle, Bruce. It's a magic trick. A single mom who's working two jobs, and still finds time to take her son to soccer practice, that's a miracle. A teenager who says "no" to drugs and "yes" to an education, that's a miracle. People want me to do everything for them. What they don't realize is *they* have the power. You want to see a miracle, son? Be the miracle. God in Bruce Almighty

Connecting back to the genesis of time

runs a root

a thickened and heavy beginning

aged throughout time

that springs up

from

the basement of our creation.

It connects us

to the source of

Energy that

infuses us

with

something...

hope,

faith,

love,

acceptance

and grace and perhaps lots of things I can't begin to articulate.

This umbilical cord of such

is intertwined with all people of all times...

those we think of as bad

and of course those we consider good and brings into our being a part of them.

The springs of hairy cilia reach forth and wrap around that old root,

wrapping and wrapping until

eventually

the root and I have become one...

it connects deep inside my heart

infuses me with life-giving goodness

and

beckons me toward

that which i cannot see

or even begin to dream about..

It calls me forth

to live

fully

as a

creation of the universe

and to

offer all my gifts without

holding back,

without placing on a shelf

or

sharing only when i choose.

The grandmother root

my connection to God

moves me on,

pushes me forward

and

births me fully

for the universe to see and experience.

I feel myself resists a bit,

but

Grandmother says:

just hold on to my rooty arm,

take in what I've given you..

Everything you need...

is right inside.

We will do this together.

so on this cool morning when the

birds once again sing their songs,

I join in their song

and

thank

Grandma Root

for all

she provides....

May i go out

and

be the

miracle

she challenges me to be.

I want to make her proud.

Happy Tuesday everyone.....

Tuesday's for me are like hump day....the sooner you get through the better.

so for today...

remember your roots..

and

you too be the miracle

that you can be.

Blessings.

pglm